Area 51_Redemption by Bob Mayer

Author:Bob Mayer [Mayer, Bob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: science fiction, military, aliens
Publisher: Cool Gus
Published: 2018-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

GLASTONBURY TOR, ENGLAND

The summit of the Tor floated above the low-lying English fog. The old tower on top appeared to be a forlorn finger of man’s aspirations pointing upward.

“It is always cold and wet in England,” Nekhbet complained.

“It is,” Nosferatu agreed.

“I will need blood to warm me up.”

“I need information more than you need blood.” Nosferatu drove down from the ridge onto the plain that surrounded the Tor, plunging them into the fog and reducing visibility to fifty feet. He was driving fast, trusting his instincts if someone came the other way on the narrow English road, hedges crowding both sides.

“At least the sun rarely appears,” Nosferatu said, trying to put a positive spin on the weather.

“We should kill all the Watchers,” Nekhbet said.

“There is a reason those two attacked us after all those years of just watching. We need to know what it is.”

Nekhbet’s tongue slithered over her lips. “Their boss didn’t seem to know much. Only another name.”

“Another cut out in their large pyramid,” Nosferatu said tapping the brakes lightly as they zoomed through an intersection. “By now the Myrddin know we’re not dead and that this branch of their pyramid has been compromised. They will kill their own to shut the cut outs.”

“Then why are we here?” Nekhbet asked as they zipped through a town, nearly running down an elderly man crossing the street, a newspaper tucked under his arm. He jumped back yelling something politely profane that was left behind in the fog.

“There are still real Watchers who hold to the old ways,” Nosferatu said.

“They’re out of a job now, aren’t they?”

“Perhaps,” Nosferatu said. “The land all around us was covered in water in the old days.”

“’Old days’?” Nekhbet mocked. “You mean the Dark Ages? Long after our glory in Egypt? The thousand years when humans scratched at the mud to survive?”

Nosferatu shot his partner a sharp glance. “We had no glory in Egypt. We were fatted calves, kept as prisoners to feed the Airlia.”

Nekhbet appeared puzzled for a moment. “I don’t remember much,” she finally said.

“It’s good you don’t remember that time,” Nosferatu said, putting a comforting hand on her thigh. “This was called Avalon in those days. And Yniswitrin before that by the ancient Welsh. They brought Arthur here after the great battle of Camlann. Artad’s Shadow. He died on the Tor, but his essence, his ka, was taken away to be passed on.” Nosferatu shook his head. “This place has history going back a long, long way. It is where Donnchadh and Gwalcmai, the humans who freed us from our bondage in Egypt, brought the former priests of Atlantis to form the Watchers over ten millennia ago.”

When Nekhbet didn’t say anything, he glanced over. Her head was resting back, her eyes closed. He squeezed her thigh. “Are you all right, my love?”

A trace of a smile, but her eyes remained closed. “I am listening to your dreary history lesson, my dear, as we drive through this dreary land. It is obvious why Britain tried to conquer and colonize the world.

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